new pop sunday

even though i didn’t care much about this year’s superbowl i still tuned in to columbia broadcasting system’s coverage, keeping it in the background throughout the afternoon.  as i was twirling around playing the bass part to the rapture’s “out of the races and onto the tracks” i noticed ray lewis being interviewed by shannon sharpe.  i took five to pay attention and immediately regretted it.  when ray was asked about his involvement in a double murder thirteen years ago his answer was he couldn’t have been involved because he’s had so much success since then – and his god doesn’t allow evil people to be rewarded.  i’m so sick of morons thinking they can understand the motivations of deities.  it’s as annoying and widespread as townies who pronounce the word “color” like “kyeller”.  the game wasn’t much better but at least there were two things that eased its boredom: kaepernick’s rocket arm and the power outage midway through.  really, though, the highlight was the calvin klein seamless underwear advertising campaign featuring matthew terry.  no seam?  i don’t fucking believe it.